When I was on anonymous venting sites, I came across a homosexual guy and a homosexual girl who had both been sexually abused as children, and who both had female perpetrators.
Both of them discussed a deep sense of shame regarding their homosexuality, and how they were mortified of the idea that others would attribute their homosexuality to the fact that they were child sexual abuse victims.
It was the first time I really noticed that homosexuals can never simply be recognized as victims of sexual abuse in the same, uncomplicated way that heterosexuals are. For homosexual people, it seems that whether their abuser was of the sex they're attracted to, or the sex they're not attracted to, the sexual abuse will always be blamed for either making them gain attraction to the sex of their abuser or losing attraction to the sex of their abuser.
Does anyone have that video of the Gaylor interrupting a gay couple to show them a song that’s like “I wanna have straiiight seeeex…at the gay pride parade…his balls are like a compass I love his ball sweaaaat his balls are like a chandelieeeerrrr”
I also think she did a great job of representing how, for those of us with chronic eating disorders, the distinctions between anorexia, bulimia, and binge eating become kind of meaningless. we do it all. we move seamlessly between them based on what emotion the act represents for us, what need the behavior meets. and she captured those emotions and needs perfectly.
restriction is control and achievement. I need to be in control of something. I need to be good at something. I need something I can point to and say "I did that, I made that happen, all by myself." I need the gold star of weight loss, either from external or internal sources.
binging is rebellion and freedom, a different kind of control. a "fuck you" to whoever or whatever we were trying to please by starving (in both her case and mine - mommy).
purging is penance, specifically the penance for feeling like a failure. not about the eating, everyone always thinks it's about the eating, it's never about the eating except insofar as the eating is a metaphor for something else. it's about the sense that you're letting someone down or failing to live up to expectations. sometimes your own, but not usually. in both her case and mine, it's usually mommy.
without ever saying any of this explicitly, she manages to capture exactly how meaningless the diagnostic model is for people like us. because it's not about the food. it's never actually about the food.
"In the video the [asmr] artist might be going to bed. At the same time they'd be talking to the viewer: come to bed, love, let's go cuddle, I made the bed ready."
"You could describe it as harmless and free of charge emotional prostitution, where the professional makes the viewer experience intimacy."